It's a journey many of us have faced. We fight in silence so many times, but yet it is real. It can consume, it can tear us apart or it might just make us stronger, better, more aware of how precious life is. This is for another soul who has struggled as I have and has come away with Beautiful Scars...
The fear is real
Those moments She’s faced the ending
The hopelessness while others just pretended
To understand
Her pain is real
Hid inside a pretty face
Anxiety that gnaws at the sanest parts of her brain
Yet so many can’t relate
She has beautiful scars
Across her still beating heart
And why she hasn’t withered
Is amazing to watch
She has beautiful scars
Sadness filled with those parts
That most can’t understand
But she still stands
Race across the continent
Erase the tears she’s cried
Put to bed, learn to ease
Those demons that just won’t hide
She won’t pretend
To be Mary Poppins
Or one of those trite girls from ‘Friends’
Her hope is real
And the wind blows through her hair
She stands in the cool spring morning...
every shiver makes her aware
Breathes deep, longing pure peace
Amidst her beautiful scars
She has beautiful scars
04/09/18
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